Characters:AU Duo Maxwell, OU Faith Lehane Where:The cafe When:evening Summary:Duo and Faith meet to discuss the fact they both have memory loss Warnings:TBA
Next time? Totally jotting down a time. Faith stumped through the snow, rather glad she'd gone about outfitting herself with some decent boots before getting her ass dropped down into Econtra. She wasn't a complete 100 on how long Duo might've been waiting, but she trudged through the cheery front door of the cafe with a last muttered curse at the snow that have invariably fallen into the tops of her boots and was melting away into a squishy infinity of gross. That was winter for you.
"Tell me there are marshmallows," she said the moment she walked in and was hit with the smell of hot cocoa. "I need a sugar rush like you wouldn't believe."
About fourty five minutes, thankfully. In that time, Duo had pretty much raided into the food supply as well. There was a little bit of Pie and hot cocoa, and some sort of egg kicsh that he had microwaved from a box. Still, it was pretty good.
He sipped his cocoa, sitting comfortably in the booth and nodded at the nearby counter where a small pile of foot stuff sat. A half empty bag of marshmallows sat among other ingredients.
"I believe it." He said wryly, taking a bite of the eggy substance.
Faith flopped down in the chair opposite Duo, cuddling a mug of cocoa like the firstborn child of the Virgin Mother herself. Winter? Totally not her thing. So where'd the Powers that Be stick her? Anywhere but Sunnydale, California.
Figures.
"So. Business, babe. It's not just us, right? Crazytown hitting us in the face, can't just some big conspiracy pack and packaged for two outta two hundred, y'know?"
Duo smiled at her quip, but turned his eyes down after she sat down, thinking hard about her question. There was Faith and himself.. Some girl, two people of whom had disappeared.. Was that it?
"At least five." he reported, "Maybe more, two of them are gone." He grunted a bit, sipping his cocoa. And Babe? Hah, was she flirting with him? He chuckled silently, really just a puff of air out his nose.
"You'd be surprised.. But it could be less conspiracy and more accidental.. Or even a random target. We passed out, all of us, right? You remember that? Cos, hey.. I remember waking up next to you.."
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"Tell me there are marshmallows," she said the moment she walked in and was hit with the smell of hot cocoa. "I need a sugar rush like you wouldn't believe."
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He sipped his cocoa, sitting comfortably in the booth and nodded at the nearby counter where a small pile of foot stuff sat. A half empty bag of marshmallows sat among other ingredients.
"I believe it." He said wryly, taking a bite of the eggy substance.
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Faith flopped down in the chair opposite Duo, cuddling a mug of cocoa like the firstborn child of the Virgin Mother herself. Winter? Totally not her thing. So where'd the Powers that Be stick her? Anywhere but Sunnydale, California.
Figures.
"So. Business, babe. It's not just us, right? Crazytown hitting us in the face, can't just some big conspiracy pack and packaged for two outta two hundred, y'know?"
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"At least five." he reported, "Maybe more, two of them are gone." He grunted a bit, sipping his cocoa. And Babe? Hah, was she flirting with him? He chuckled silently, really just a puff of air out his nose.
"You'd be surprised.. But it could be less conspiracy and more accidental.. Or even a random target. We passed out, all of us, right? You remember that? Cos, hey.. I remember waking up next to you.."
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